"What are you doing? Let me help you..." I quickly offered.
He shouldn’t be moving too much with that wound on his shoulder, right?
Hayden held up a hand to halt me and I sat back down in my wheelchair. It was funny how we both ended up in this state and in the hospital together. The fact that Hayden seemed to be in a good mood was probably the only thing that was holding me together in one piece. I watched in slight confusion as Hayden seemed to reach for something before, he turned to face me again.
"Give me your hand," Hayden instructed as he held his hand out to me.
Confused, I placed my right hand in his. That resulted in Hayden shaking his head in dismay before he sighed. How was I supposed to know what he wanted?
"Your left hand, Malissa," Hayden said as his blue eyes smiled at me.
"Oh..." I mumbled before placing my left hand in his instead.
"Here you go..." Hayden said casually.
He took my left hand and I felt something sliding onto my ring finger. I blinked my eyes in surprise when his hand moved out of the way to reveal a diamond ring on my ring finger.
I gasped in shock. This isn’t what I think it is, right?
I mean, I could see that he had just put a diamond ring on my ring finger and the diamond on the ring was huge but...
"Hayden..." I called his name in a breathless whisper.
I could see it all and I could feel the ring solidly against the base of my finger, but I just couldn’t bring myself to believe it. Suddenly, I felt tears pooling in my eyes again and I had to bite hard on my lower lip to keep them from spilling over. Hayden is going to yell at me again if I cried...but...I was just so happy. I can’t even begin to describe what I was feeling.
When he finally broke our kiss, I was panting, and my body was yearning for more of him.
I had to close my eyes to collect myself and stop the desire that was building up fast in my core. He’s injured and I’m also a mess so there was no way that we could do this right now no matter how much I wanted to and not to mention that we were also in the hospital of all places. We have to hold back...somehow...
"You finally stopped crying. I feel so...troubled...when you cry..." Hayden admitted with a really troubled look on his face.
It was like he couldn’t quite understand his own feelings and although I wasn’t sure what he felt exactly, it made me endlessly happy that he didn’t want to see me crying because that would mean that he wanted me to be happy.
"Thank you, Hayden...for always thinking of me..." I replied softly.
"Can you stand?" Hayden asked abruptly.
"Umm...I guess I can. I’m not injured anywhere..." I replied, uncertain of why he was asking.
"Do you think that you can climb onto this bed with me?" Hayden asked as his blue eyes flashed mischievously at me.
"Umm..." I murmured.
He’s not thinking what I think that he’s thinking is he?
"Can you, or can’t you?" Hayden asked, a little impatiently.
"Yes, I can...if you want me to..." I replied before trailing off.
--To be continued...